Hey you
You say you have no record of my bank account
I say f*** you, something's just not right here
If I could see your records
Or even get close to the cash that you took from me
I'd be fine

No doubt that
The I.R.S. is taking from me

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They'll take all your cash
They'll take all your cash
They'll take all your cash
They'll take all your cash

Hey you
Been working all day but don't see your paycheck
You get nothing at all to live upon
But I work hard, ain't nothing wrong with working hard
Cause I get paid and I can do what the hell I want
It's my money

No doubt that
I'd love to get some pay for a change

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I'm tired, so tired
I'm better off to get fired
It sickens me, yes it sickens me
To the point that I break

I just wanna own a car
I just wanna own a house
There ain't nothing wrong, no
There ain't nothing wrong with that

Once you live in under my roof
There's nothing, there's nothing in this world
That could give you your pay
Once you live in under my roof
There's nothing, there's nothing in this world
That could give you your pay

I'm tired, so tired
I'm better off to get fired
It sickens me, yes it sickens me
To the point that I break

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